FROM   THE  LIBRARY  OF 


REV.    LOUIS    FITZGERALD    BENSON.   D.  D. 


BEQUEATHED    BY   HIM   TO 

THE   LIBRARY   OF 

PRINCETON  THEOLOGICAL  SEMINARY 


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OF    t^  SEP 3«  1936^ 

THE  L^mf.  ' 


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•  In  the  bonds  of  living  friendship, 

Rallying  now  are  we  ; 
One  great  hope  inspires  each  bosom, 

Mark  it  I  't  is  to  free, 
From  its  shameful  degradation, 

Ceushed  humanity." 


PUBLISHED  FOR  THE 

LEAGUE   OF  UNIVERSAL  BUOTHERHOOD, 
BY    HENRY    J.    ROWLAND, 

WORCESTER,    MASS. 


The  League  of  Universal  Brotherhood 

is  composed  of  all  thoce  persons,  without  distinction  of  age,  eex, 
color  or  condition,  who  have  signed  the  following  Pledge.  The 
Pledge  was  written  by  Elihu  Burbitt,  and  was  first  offered  for  sig- 
nature, and  signed  by  the  author  and  nineteen  other  persons,  at 
Pershore,  England,  July  29,  1846.  It  has  since  been  adopted  by 
upwards  of  40,000  persons,  including  some  500  ministers  of  the 
Gospel,  with  numerous  others  of  the  best  men  and  women  on  both 
sides  of  the  Atlantic.  But  there  is  room  for  millions  more  within 
the  extended  arms  of  the  League,  and  all  who  wish  well  to  their 
brother  man  are  kindly  invited  to  come  up  and  join  us. 

PLEDGE. 

Believing  all  war  to  be  inconsistent  M'ith  the  spirit  of 
Christianity,  and  destructive  of  the  best  interests  of  man- 
kind, I  do  hereby  pledge  myself  never  to  eulist  or  enter  into 
any  army  or  navy  or  to  yield  any  voliaitary  support  or  sanc- 
tion to  the  preparation  for  or  prosecution  of  any  war,  by 
whomsoever,  or  for  whatsoever  proposed,  declared,  or  waged. 
And  I  do  hereby  associate  myself  with  all  persons,  of  what- 
ever country,  condition,  or  color,  who  have  signed,  or  shall 
hereafter  sign  this  pledge,  in  a  "League  of  Universal 
Brotherhood  ;"  whose  object  shall  be  to  employ  all  legiti- 
mate and  moral  means  for  the  abolition  of  all  war,  and  all 
the  spirit  and  all  the  manifestations  of  war,  throughout  the 
world  :  for  the  abolition  of  all  restrictions  upon  international 
correspondence  and  friendly  intercourse,  and  of  whatever 
else  tends  to  make  enemies  of  nations,  or  prevents  their 
fusion  into  one  peaceful  brotherhood  ;  fjr  the  abolition  of  all 
institutions  and  customs  which  do  not  recognize  and  respect 
the  image  of  God,  and  a  human  brother  in  every  man,  of 
whatever  clime,  color,  or  condition  of  humanity. 


SONGS  OF  THE  LEAGUE. 


L.    M.  PlERPONT. 

Old  Hundred,  Knox. 

The  true  place  of  Worship. 
Not  now  on  Zion's  height  alone, 

O  God,  thy  worshippers  may  dwell  ; 
Nor  where,  at  sultry  noon,  thy  Son 

Sat  weary,  by  the  Patriarch's  well. 

From  every  place  below  the  skies, 

The  grateful  song,  the  fervent  prayer, — 

The  incense  of  the  heart, — may  rise 
To  heaven,  and  find  acceptance  there. 

To  thee  shall  age,  with  snowy  hair, 

And  strength,  and  beauty,  bend  the  knee, 

And  childhood  lisp,  with  reverent  air, 
Its  praises,  and  its  prayers  to  thee ! 


SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE. 


4  O  Thou,  to  whom  in  ancient  time, 

The  lyre  of  prophet  bards  was  strung, 
To  thee  at  last,  in  every  clime, 

Shall  temples  rise,  and  praise  be  sung. 

2  C.  M.         H.  Martineau. 

Dundee,  Kuler. 

Equality. 

1  All  men  are  equal  in  their  birth. 

Heirs  of  the  earth  and  skies  ; 
All  men  are  equal  when  that  earth 
Fails  from  their  dying  eyes, 

2  'Tis  man  alone  who  difference  sees. 

And  speaks  of  high  and  low ; 
And  worships  those,  and  tramples  these, 
While  the  same  path  they  go. 

3  O,  let  man  hasten  to  restore 

To  all  their  rights  of  love  ! 
In  power  and  wealth  exult  no  more. 
In  wisdom  lowly  move. 

4  Ye  great!  renounce  your  earth-born  pride, 

Ye  low  !  your  shame  and  fear  ; 
Live,  as  ye  worship,  side  by  side  ; 
Your  common  claims  revere. 


SONGS    OF     THE    LEAGUE. 


3  S.  M.  J.  Johns. 

Olmutz. 

Human   Brotherhood. 

1  Hush  the  loud  cannon's  roar, 

The  frantic  warrior's  call  ! 
Why  should  the  earth  be  drenched  in  gore  ? 
Are  we  not  brothers  all  ? 

2  Want,  from  the  wretch  depart ! 

Chains,  from  the  captive  fall; 
Sweet  mercy,  melt  the  oppressor's  heart, — 
Sufferers  are  brothers  all. 

3  Let  love  and  truth  alone 

Hold  human  hearts  in  thrall. 
That  heaven,  its  work  at  length  may  own, 
And  men  be  brothers  all. 

4  L.  M.        W.  C.  Bryant. 

Hebron,  Panama. 

For  the  opening  of  a  League  Meeting. 
1  O,  let  thy  peace,  dear  Lord,  that  tames 
The  wayward  heart,  be  with  us  here, 
That  quenches  passion's  fiercest  flames, 
And  thaws  the  deadly  frost  of  fear. 


SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE. 


2  And  send  thy  love  ;  the  love  that  bears 
Meekly,  with  hate,  and  scorn,  and  wrong ; 
And  loads  itself  with  generous  cares  ; 
And  toils,  and  hopes,  and  watches  long. 

3  Here  may  bold  tongues  thy  truth  proclaim, 
Unmingled  with  the  dreams  of  men, 

As  from  his  holy  lips  it  came, 
Who  died  for  us,  and  rose  again. 

I         .  L.  M.  Watts. 

Ward,  Malvern. 

The  Word  of  Truth. 

1  There  is  a  stream,  whose  gentle  flow 
Supplies  the  city  of  our  God  ; 

Life,  love,  and  joy  still  gliding  through, 
And  watering  our  divine  abode. 

2  That  sacred  stream,  thy  holy  word, 
Supports  our  faith,  our  fear  controls ; 
Sweet  peace  thy  promises  afford, 

And  give  new  strength  to  fainting  souls. 


SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE. 


6  C.    M.  COWPER. 

Bowdoin  Square,  Homer. 

The  Bible  a  light. 

1  What  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page, 

Majestic,  like  the  sun  : 
It  gives  a  light  to  every  age  ; 
It  gives — but  borrows  none. 

2  The  power  that  gave  it,  still  supplies 

The  gracious  light  and  heat ; 
Its  truths  upon  the  nations  rise  ; 
They  rise — but  never  set. 

3  Let  everlasting  thanks  be  thine 

For  such  a  bright  display, 
As  makes  a  world  of  darkness  shine 
With  beams  of  heavenly  day. 

7  L.  M.  Watts. 

Old  Hundred. 

The  Sovereign  Jehovah. 
I   Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 

Ye  nations  bow  with  sacred  joy, 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone  ; 
He  can  create,  and  he  destroy. 


10  SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE. 

2  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command, 
Vast  as  eternity,  thy  love ; 
Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  shall  stand, 

When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move, 

8  C.  M.  Doddridge. 

St.  Johns,  Byrd. 

Mission  of  Christ. 

1  Hark!  the  glad  sound;  the  Saviour  comes, 

The  Saviour  promised  long; 
Let  every  heart  prepare  a  throne, 
And  every  voice  a  song. 

2  He  comes,  the  prisoner  to  release, 

In  cruel  bondage  held: 
The  gates  of  brass  before  him  burst, 
The  iron  fetters  yield. 

3  He  comes,  from  thickest  films  of  vice, 

To  clear  the  mental  ray; 
And,  on  the  eyes  oppressed  with  night, 
To  pour  celestial  day. 

4  He  comes,  the  broken  heart  to  bind, 

The  bleeding  soul  to  cure ; 


SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE.  11 

And,  with  the  treasures  of  his  grace, 
To  enrich  the  humble  poor. 

5  Our  glad  hosannas.  Prince  of  Peace, 
Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim  ; 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  thy  beloved  name. 

9  L.  M.  Dobell's  Col. 

Missionary  Chant,  Park  Street 

Birth  of  Christ. 

1  Wake,  every  soul,  and  hail  the  morn, 
For  unto  us  a  Saviour's  born ; 

See,  how  the  angels  wing  their  way, 
To  usher  in  the  glorious  day  ! 

2  Hark  !  what  sweet  music — what  a  song — 
Sounds  from  the  bright,  celestial  throng ! 
Sweet  smig — whose  melting  sounds  impart 
Joy  to  each  raptured  listening  heart. 

3  Come,  join  the  angels  from  the  sky, 
Glory  to  God  who  reigns  on  high  ; 
Let  peace  and  love  on  earth  abound, 
While  time  revolves  its  years  around. 


12  SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE. 

J  Q  CM.     Montgomery's  Col. 

Peterboro',  Zerah. 

The  same. 

1  To  us  a  child  of  hope  is  born, 

To  us  a  son  is  given ; 
Him  shall  the  tribes  of  earth  obey. 
Him,  all  the  hosts  of  heaven. 

2  His  name  shall  be  the  Prince  of  Peace^ 

Forevermore  adored, 
The  Wonderful,  the  Counsellor, 
The  great  and  mighty  Lord. 

3  His  power,  increasing,  still  shall  spread  ; 

His  reign  no  end  shall  know ; 
Justice  shall  guard  his  throne  above, 
And  peace  abound  below. 

11  S.  M.  Anon. 

Siiawuiut,  Lodi. 

The  same. 
1  We  come  with  joyful  song. 
To  hail  this  hippy  morn; 
Glad  tidings  from  an  angel's  tongue, 
"  This  day  is  Jesus  born!" 


SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE. 


13 


2  What  transport  does  his  name 

To  sinful  man  afford; 
His  glorious  titles  we  proclaim — 
A  Saviour — Christ — the  Lord! 

3  Glory  to  God  on  high, 

All  hail  the  happy  morn : 
We  join  the  anthem  from  the  sky, 
And  sing,  *'the  Saviour's  born." 

13  S.  M.  Needham, 

Boylston,  Bralton. 

Salvation. 

1  Behold  the  Prince  of  Peace, 

The  chosen  of  the  Lord, 

God's  well  beloved  Son  fulfills 

The  sure  prophetic  word. 

2  No  royal  pomp  adorns 

This  King  of  righteousness  ; 
Meekness  and  patience,  truth  and  love, 
Compose  his  princely  dress. 

3  Jesus,  the  light  of  men ! 

His  doctrine  life  imparts; 
o 


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SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE. 


O,  may  we  feel  its  quickening  power 
To  warm  and  glad  our  hearts. 

4  Cheered  by  its  beams,  our  souls 
Shall  run  the  heavenly  way  ; 
The  path  which  Christ  has  marked  and  trod, 
Leads  to  eternal  day. 

13  C.  M.  Tappan. 

Cambridge,  Groton. 

Rcdetiijjtion. 

1  Hark !  'tis  the  prophet  of  the  skies 

Proclaims  redemption  near  ; 
The  night  of  death  and  bondage  flies, 
The  dawning  tints  appear. 

2  Zion,  from  deepest  shades  of  gloom, 

Awakes  to  glorious  day  ; 
Her  desert  wastes  with  verdure  bloom. 
Her  shadows  flee  away. 

3  The  gladdening  news  conveyed  afar, 

Remotest  nations  hear; 
To  welcome  Bethlehem's  rising  star, 
The  ransom.ed  tribes  appear. 


SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE.  15 

Again  in  Judah  swells  the  song, 

The  choral  breaks  again ; 
While  earth's  wide  shores  the  strains  prolong, 

''Good  will,  and  peace  to  men." 


X4c  L.  M.  Watts. 

Duke  Street,  Farmington. 

Reign  of  Christ. 

1  Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
Does  his  successive  journies  run  ; 

His  kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  Blessings  abound  where'er  he  reigns ; 
The  prisoner  leaps  to  loose  his  chains  ; 
The  weary  find  eternal  rest, 

And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blest. 

3  Let  every  nation  rise  and  bring 
Peculiar  honors  to  their  king  ; 
Angels  descend  to  earth  again. 

With  words  of  peace  and  truth  to  men. 


16  SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE. 

15  L.    M.  VOKE. 

Hamburg,  Wilton. 

1  Exert  thy  power,  thy  rights  maintain, 
Insulted,  everlasting  King ! 

The  influence  of  thy  crown  increase, 
And  nations  to  thy  footstool  bring. 

2  From  east  to  west,  from  north  to  south, 
Emmanuel's  kingdom  shall  extend, 
Till  every  man  in  every  face. 

Shall  meet  a  brother  and  a  friend. 

1Q  CM.  Gibbons. 

Bowdoin  Square.  Zauesville. 

Prayer  for  Peace. 

1  Lord,  send  thy  word,  and  let  it  fly, 

Armed  with  thy  Spirit's  power ; 
The  nations  shall  confess  its  sway. 
And  bless  the  saving  hour. 

2  Peace,  with  her  olives  crowned,  shall  stretch 

Her  wings  from  shore  to  shore ; 
No  trump  shall  rouse  the  rage  of  war, 
Nor  murderous  cannon  roar. 


SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE.  17 

3  Lord,  for  those  days  we  wait, — those  days 

Are  in  thy  word  foretold ; 
Fly  swifter,  sun  and  stars,  and  bring 
This  promised  age  of  gold. 

4  Amen — with  joy  divine,  let  earth's 

Unnumbered  myriads  cry ; 
Amen — with  joy  divine,  let  heaven's 
Unnumbered  choirs  reply. 

1*7  CM.  Scotch  Paraphrase. 

Canterbury,  llodney. 

1  The  beams  that  shine  from  Zion's  hill 

Shall  lighten  every  land  ; 
The  King  who  reigns  in  Salem's  towers, 
Shall  the  whole  world  command. 

2  Among  the  nations  he  shall  judge ; 

His  judgments,  truth  shall  guide ; 
His  sceptre  shall  protect  the  just, 
And  crush  the  oppressor's  pride. 

3  No  wars  shall  rage,  no  hostile  feuds 

Disturb  those  peaceful  years  ; 
To  plowshares  men  shall  beat  their  swords. 
To  pruning-hooks  their  spears. 


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SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE. 


18  S.  M.  L.  H.  S. 

Boylsfcon,  Grove  < 

Prayer  for  Peace» 

1  Check,  at  their  fountain  head, 
O  God,  the  streams  of  strife  ! 

Nor  let  misguided  man  rejoice 
To  take  his  brother's  life. 

2  To  history's  blazoned  page 
Touch  the  pure  wand  of  truth, 

And  bid  its  heroes  stand  unveiled 
Before  the  eye  of  youth. 

3  Press  by  each  quiet  hearth, 
The  gospel's  peaceful  claims, 

Nor  let  a  christian  nation  bless 
What  its  meek  Master  blames. 

4  So  shall  the  seeds  of  hate 
Be  strangled  in  their  birth, 

And  Peace,  the  angel  of  thy  love, 
Rule  o'er  the  enfranchised  earth. 


SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE.  19 

19  S.  M.  E.  D. 

St.  Thomas,  Shirland. 

The  Same. 

1  Great  Teacher,  sent  from  God, 
With  messages  divme, 

O,  let  the  holy  beams  of  truth, 
O'er  the  peeled  nations,  shine. 

2  And  wheresoever  man 
Smites,  in  his  phrenzied  wrath, 

The  gently  opening  flowers  of  love, 
That  bloom  along  his  path ; 

3  There  may  thy  words  of  peace, 
Like  Hermon's  dew,  distil  : 

Say  to  the  madly  tossing  waves 
Of  human  strife,  "  be  still." 

4  Beneath  thy  high  control, 
And  purified  by  grace. 

Earth  shall  of  joy  and  peace  become 
The  anointed  dwelling  place. 


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SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE. 


20  L.  M.  H.  Ballou. 

Hamburg,  Noble 

1  Jesus  his  empire  shall  extend ; 

Beneath  his  gentle  sway, 
Kings  of  the  earth  shall  humbly  bend  ; 
And  his  commands  obey. 

2  From  sea  to  sea,  from  shore  to  shore. 

All  nations  shall  be  blest; 
We  hear  the  voice  of  war  no  more — 
He  gives  his  people  rest. 

3  Long  as  the  sun  shall  rule  the  day, 

Or  moon  shall  cheer  the  night, 
The  Saviour  shall  his  sceptre  sway, 
With  unresisted  might. 

21  CM.  Gibbons. 

Bowdoin  Square.  Kyger. 

1  Great  God,  the  nations  of  the  earth 

Are  by  creation  thine ; 
And  in  thy  works,  by  all  beheld, 
Thy  radiant  glories  shine. 

2  But,  Lord,  thy  greater  love  hath  sent 

Thy  gospel  to  mankind, 


SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE. 


^1 


Unveiling  what  rich  stores  of  grace 
Are  treasured  in  thy  mind. 

3  O,  when  shall  these  glad  tidings  spread 

The  spacious  earth  around, 

Till  every  nation,  kindred,  tribe, 

Shall  hear  the  joyful  sound  1 

4  Smile,  Lord,  on  each  divine  attempt 

To  spread  the  gospel's  rays, 
And  build  on  sin's  demolished  throne 
The  temples  of  thy  praise. 

22  7s.  &  6s.         Montgomery. 

Tlie  Watcher. 

The  Eternal  Kingdom. 
1   Hail  to  the  Lord's  annointed. 
Great  David's  greater  son  ! 
Hail,  in  the  time  appointed, 

His  reign  on  earth  begun : 
He  comes  to  break  oppression, 

To  set  the  captive  free. 
To  take  away  transgression. 
And  rule  in  equity. 


22  SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE. 

2  He  comes  with  succor  speedy, 

To  those  who  suffer  wrong ; 
To  help  the  poor  and  needy, 

And  bid  the  weak  be  strong  : 
To  give  them  songs  for  sighing. 

Their  darkness  turn  to  light, 
Whose  souls,  condemned  and  dying, 

Were  precious  in  his  sight. 

3  He  shall  come  down,  like  showers, 

Upon  the  fruitful  earth, 
And  love  and  joy  like  flowers, 

Spring  in  his  path  to  birth  : 
Before  him  on  the  mountains. 

Shall  peace,  the  herald  go ; 
And  righteousness  in  fountains, 

From  hill  to  valley  flow. 

23  '^^'      Spirit  of  the  Psalms, 

Teleman's  Chant. 

1   Hasten,  Lord !  the  glorious  time, 
When,  beneath  Messiah's  sway, 
Every  nation,  every  clime, 
Shall  the  gospel-call  obey. 


SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE.  23 

2  Mightiest  kings  his  power  shall  own, 

Heathen  tribes  his  name  adore ; 
Satan  and  his  host,  o'erthrown. 

Bound  in  chains,  shall  hurt  no  more, 

3  Then  shall  wars  and  tumults  cease. 

Then  be  banished  grief  and  pain ; 
Righteousness,  and  joy,  and  peace, 
Undisturbed,  shall  ever  reign. 

4  Bless  we,  then,  our  gracious  Lord ; 

Ever  praise  his  glorious  name ; 
All  his  mighty  acts  record ; 

All  his  wondrous  love  proclaim. 

24  8s.  &  7s.  E.  D. 

Rockwell,  Greenville. 

1  Through  humanity's  broad  heavens. 

See  !  a  mighty  angel  flies  : 
Priest  of  an  eternal  gospel, 

To  the  tribes  of  men  he  cries  : 
"  Peace,  be  still !"     Let  earth  no  longer 

Groan  beneath  the  unvialled  wrath, 
Which  the  war-god,  in  his  vengeance, 

Pours  along  his  burning  path. 


24  SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE. 

2  "  Peace,  be  still !"     The  word  is  spoken  ; 

Holy  legions  cry,  Amen  : 
Sin's  strong  fetter-links  are  broken 

From  the  hearts  and  limbs  of  men ; 
And  the  wide  earth's  upronsed  passions, 

From  their  mad  commotion  cease  : 
Round  thy  living  rock.  Salvation, 

Lo  they  break,  and  whisper,  "  peace." 

25  C.  M.         Sp.  of  the  Psalm8. 

St,  Martins,  Stockton. 

The  Guiding  Star. 
1  Bright  was  the  guiding  star  that  led, 
With  mild  benignant  ray. 
The  Gentiles  to  the  lowly  bed, 
Where  our  Redeemer  lay. 

3  But  lo  !   a  brighter,  clearer  light 

Now  points  to  his  abode, 
It  shines  through  sin,  and  sorrow's  night, 
To  guide  us  to  the  Lord. 

3  O,  haste  to  follow  where  it  leads, 
The  gracious  call  obey ; 


SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE.  ''Zi) 

Be  rugged  wilds,  or  flowery  meads, 
The  Christian's  destined  way. 

4  O,  gladly  tread  the  narrow  path, 
While  light  and  grace  are  given ; 
Who  meekly  follow  Christ  on  earth, 
Shall  reign  with  him  in  heaven. 

26  C-  M.  E.  H.  Sears. 

Marlow,  Groton. 

Christmas. 

1  O'er  the  blue  depths  of  Galilee 

There  comes  a  holy  calm, 
And  Sharon  waves,  in  solemn  praise, 
Her  silent  groves  of  palm. 

2  ''Glory  to  God  !"  the  sounding  skies 

Loud  with  their  anthems  ring  ; — 
"  Peace  to  the  earth — good  will  to  man, 
From  heaven's  eternal  King!" 

3  Light  on  thy  hills,  Jerusalem ! 

The  Saviour  now  is  come ! 
And  bright  on  Bethlehem's  joyous  plains 
Breaks  the  first  Christmas  morn. 
3 


26  SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE. 

27  C.  M.  S.  F.  Smith. 

Byrd,  Cambridge. 

Heralds  of  Peace. 

1  Most  gracious  to  fulfill  thy  word, 

Almighty  to  defend, — 
To  reap  thy  ripened  harvest,  Lord, 
Thy  chosen  servants  send. 

2  Send  to  the  east  the  valiant  band ; 

Send  to  each  distant  pole ; 
Send  to  the  west;  o'er  every  land, 
Salvation's  current  roll. 

3  Heralds  of  peace,  we  come !  we  come ! 

On  love's  swift  wings  we  fly  ; 
Ye  dead  in  sin,  O  live ;  ye  dumb, 
In  hallelujahs  cry. 

4  Haste,  haste,  ye  years  of  toil  and  wo  ; 

Heaven,  earth,  break  forth  and  sing, 
"The  kingdoms  of  the  world  are  now 
Thy  conquest,  peerless  king." 

.    5  Amen,  amen ;  let  echoing  praise 
Swell  like  the  sounding  sea ; 


SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE.  27 

To  God,  to  God,  those  rapturous  lays, 
That  tide  of  praise  shall  be. 

28  ^^-  BOWRING. 

Watchman  tell  us  of  night,  Pcuu. 

Christ's  Kingdom  coming. 

1  Watchman  !  tell  us  of  the  night, 

What  its  signs  of  promise  are. 
Traveller  !  o'er  yon  mountain  height, 

See  that  glory-beaming  star. 
Watchman !  does  its  beauteous  ray 

Aught  of  hope  or  joy  foretell  ? 
Traveller!  yes;  it  brings  the  day. 

Promised  day  of  Israel. 

2  Watchman  !  tell  us  of  the  night, 

Higher  yet  that  star  ascends. 
Traveller  !  blessedness  and  light. 

Peace  and  truth  its  course  portends  1 
Watchman !  will  its  beams  alone 

Gild  the  spot  that  gave  them  birth  ? 
Traveller  !  ages  are  its  own, 

See,  it  bursts  o'er  all  the  earth. 


28  SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE. 

3  Watchman !  tell  us  of  the  night, 

For  the  morning  seems  to  dawn. 
Traveller  !  darkness  takes  its  flight, 

Doubt  and  terror  are  withdrawn. 
Watchman  !  let  thy  wanderings  cease  ; 

Hie  thee  to  thy  quiet  home. 
Traveller  !  lo !  the  Prince  of  Peace, 

Lo  !  the  Son  of  God  is  come  ! 

29  S.  M.  Watts. 

Lisbon,  Clarence. 

1  How  beauteous  are  their  feet, 

Who  stand  on  Zion's  hill ! 
Who  bring  salvation  on  their  tongues, 
And  words  of  peace  reveal. 

2  How  charming  is  their  voice  ! 

How  sweet  the  tidings  are ! 
"  Zion,  behold  thy  Saviour  King; 
He  reigns  and  triumphs  here." 

3  How  happy  are  our  ears. 

That  hear  this  joyful  sound. 
Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for, 
And  sought,  but  never  found ! 


SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE.  29 

4  How  blessed  are  our  eyes, 

That  see  this  heavenly  light ! 
Prophets  and  kings  desired  it  long, 
But  died  without  the  sight. 

5  The  watchmen  join  their  voice, 

And  tuneful  notes  employ  ; 

Jerusalem  breaks  forth  in  songs, 

And  deserts  learn  the  joy. 

6  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm, 

Through  all  the  earth  abroad, 
Let  every  nation  now  behold, 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 

30  L-    M.  BOWRING. 

Luther's  Chant,  Uxbridge. 

1  Upon  the  gospel's  sacred  page, 

The  gathered  beams  of  ages  shine; 
And,  as  it  hastens,  every  age 

But  makes  its  brightness  more  divine. 

2  On  mightier  wing,  in  loftier  flight, 

From  year  to  year  does  knowledge  soar ; 
And,  as  it  soars,  the  Gospel  light 

Adds  to  its  influence  more  and  more. 


30  SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE- 

3  Truth,  strengthened  by  the  strength  of  thought, 

Pours  inexhaustible  supplies. 
Whence  sagest  teachers  may  be  taught, 
And  wisdom's  self  become  more  wise. 

4  More  glorious  still,  as  centuries  roll, 

New  regions  blessed,  new  powers  unfurled. 
Expanding  with  the  expanding  soul, 
Its  waters  shall  o'erflow  the  world; — 

5  Flow  to  restore,  but  not  destroy  ; 

As  when  the  cloudless  lamp  of  day 
Pours  out  its  floods  of  light  and  joy. 
And  sweeps  each  lingering  mist  away. 

31  L.  M.  Steele. 

Hebron,  Malvin. 

The   Christian  Life. 

1  And  is  the  Gospel  peace  and  love  ? 

Such  let  our  conversation  be; 

The  serpent  blended  with  the  dove, 

Wisdom  with  meek  simplicity. 

2  Whene'er  the  angry  passions  rise, 

And  tempt  our  thoughts  or  tongues  to  strife, 


SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE.  31 

On  Jesus  let  us  fix  our  eyes, 

Bright  pattern  of  the  christian  life. 

3  O,  how  benevolent  and  kind ! 

How  mild !  how  ready  to  forgive ! 
Be  this  the  temper  of  our  mind, 
And  his  the  rules  by  which  we  live. 

4  To  do  his  heavenly  Father's  will 

Was  his  employment  and  delight, 
Humanity  and  holy  zeal 

Shone  through  his  life  divinely  bright. 

5  Dispensing  good  where're  he  came, 

The  labors  of  his  life  were  love; 
If  then  we  love  the  Saviour's  name, 
That  love  by  duty  let  us  prove. 

32  C.  M.  Watts. 

Peterboro,  Irwin. 

1  Happy  is  he  who  fears  the  Lord, 
And  follows  his  command; 
Who  lends  the  poor  without  reward, 
Or  gives  with  liberal  hand. 


32  SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE. 

2  As  pity  dwells  within  his  breast, 

To  all  the  sons  of  need; 
So  God  shall  answer  his  request, 
With  blessings  on  his  seed. 

3  In  times  of  danger  and  distress, 

Some  beams  of  light  shall  shine, 
To  show  the  world  his  righteousness, 
And  give  him  peace  divine. 

4  His  works  of  piety  and  love, 

Remain  before  the  Lord  ; 
Honor  on  earth,  and  joys  above, 
Shall  be  his  sure  reward. 

33  C.  M.  Doddridge. 

Arlington,  Mear. 

1  Father  of  mercies!  send  thy  grace, 

All  powerful  from  above, 
To  form  in  our  obedient  souls. 
The  Image  of  thy  love. 

2  O,  may  our  sympathising  breasts 

The  generous  pleasure  know, 
Kindly  to  share  in  others  joy, 
And  weep  for  others  woe. 


SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE.  33 

3  When  the  poor  helpless  sons  of  grief, 
In  low  distress  are  laid, 
Soft  be  our  hearts  their  pains  to  feel, 
And  swift  our  hands  to  aid. 

34  C.  M.  Peabody. 

Barby. 

Who  is  my  neighbor? 

1  Who  is  thy  neighbor?  he  whom  thou 

Hast  power  to  aid  or  bless ; 
Whose  aching  heart,  or  burning  brow, 
Thy  soothing  hand  may  press. 

2  Thy  neighbor?  'tis  the  fainting  poor, 

Whose  eye  with  want  is  dim; 
O,  enter  thou  his  humble  door. 
With  aid  and  peace  for  him. 

3  Thy  neighbor  ?  he  who  drinks  the  cup 

When  sorrow  drowns  the  brim  ; 
With  words  of  high,  sustaining  hope, 
Go  thou  and  comfort  him. 

4  Thy  neighbor?  'tis  the  weary  slave, 

Fettered  in  mind  and  limb ; 


34  SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE. 

Whose  only  rest  is  in  the  grave; 
Go  thou  and  ransom  him. 

5  Thy  neighbor?  pass  no  mourner  by; 
Perhaps  thou  canst  redeem 
A  breaking  heart  from  misery ; 
Go  share  thy  lot  with  him. 

35  "^s.  E.  D. 

Rhine. 

Do  thy  duty;  tmst  in  God. 

1  Firm,  as  is  the  living  rock, 

When  in  majesty  it  braves 
Ocean,  with  the  rudest  shock 
Of  its  tempest-lifted  waves, — 

2  Peaceful,  as  the  mountain's  height, 

Flooded  with  the  rays  of  heaven. 
While  the  storm  clouds,  dark  as  night, 
Round  its  rooted  base  are  driven, — 

3  Shall  his  trusting  soul  abide 

Through  life's  weary,  wild  affray, 
Who,  whatever  may  betide. 
Follows  Jesus  in  the  way. 


SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE.  35 

4  What  can  shake  that  spirit's  trust? 

Tyranny,  with  iron  tread? 
Or,  amid  its  gore  and  lust, 

Battle,  with  its  lightnings  red  ? 

5  Firm  and  peaceful  he  shall  stand — 

Heeding  no  oppressor's  rod — 
Who  obeys  the  great  command, 
**Do  thy  duty, — trust  in  God." 

36  L-  M.  Anon. 

Hamburg. 

1  Let  warriors  tremble,  when  they  dare 

To  take  thine  awful  name  in  vain, 
And  say  that  thou,  great  God!  wast  there, 
Strengthening  their  arms  to  kill  the  slain ! 

2  That  from  thy  throne  thou  lookedst  down 

With  joy  upon  the  murderer's  blade; 
And  cheered  them  on  to  seek  renown, 

By  slaughtering  men  whom  thou  hast  made. 

3  O,  blasphemy  !  most  dark — profound, — 

Could  but  an  angel  from  above 
Descend  to  cast  his  glance  around, 
And  answer  "No,  for  'God  is  love!'" 


36  SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE. 

37  C.  M.  Heber. 

Peterborough, 

The  Seeds  of  Peace. 

1  O  God,  by  whom  the  seed  is  given, 

By  whom  the  harvest  blest; 
Whose  word,  like  mamia  sent  from  heaven, 
Is  planted  in  our  breast. 

2  Preserve  it  from  the  passing  feet, 

And  plunderers  of  the  air; 
The  sultry  sun's  intenser  heat, 
And  weeds  of  worldly  care. 

3  Though  buried  deep,  or  thinly  strown, 

Do  thou  the  grace  supply, 
The  hope,  in  earthly  furrows  sown. 
Shall  ripen  in  the  sky. 

38  ^s-  ^s-  ^  ^^'  Kelly. 

Zion. 

The  river  of  life. 

1   See  from  Zion's  sacred  mountain, 
Streams  of  livincr  water  flow; 


SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE.  37 

God  has  opened  there  a  fountain, 
That  supplies  the  world  below  ; 

They  are  blessed 
Who  its  sovereign  virtues  know. 

2  Through  ten  thousand  channels  flowing. 

Streams  of  mercy  find  their  way ; 
Life  and  health  and  peace  bestowing, 
Waking  beauty  from  decay  : 

O,  ye  nations, 
Hail  the  long-expected  day. 

3  Gladdened  by  the  flowing  treasure, 

All  enriching  as  it  goes, 
Lo !  the  desert  smiles  with  pleasure, 
Buds  and  blossoms  as  the  rose : 

Lo !  the  desert 
Sings  for  joy  where'er  it  flows. 

3tJ  8s.  Sl  7s.  Bowring. 

Rockwell,  Greenville 

The   Cross. 
1  In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory, 

Towering  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time; 
4 


38  SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE. 


All  the  light  of  sacred  story, 
Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 

2  When  the  woes  of  life  o'ertake  me, 

Hopes  deceive,  and  fears  annoy, 
Never  shall  the  cross  forsake  me  ; 
Lo  !   it  glows  with  peace  and  joy. 

3  When  the  sun  of  bliss  is  beaming 

Light  and  love  upon  my  way, 
From  the  cross  the  radiance  streaming, 
Adds  more  lustre  to  the  day. 

4  Bane  and  blessing,  pain  and  pleasure, 

By  the  cross  are  sanctified ; 
Peace  is  there  that  knows  no  measure, 
Joys  that  through  all  time  abide. 

40  6s.  &.  4s.  E.  D. 

America,  Olivet. 

The  Peacemakers, 
1  Not  with  the  flashing  steel — 
Not  with  the  cannon's  peal, 
Or  stir  of  drum, 


SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE.  39 

But  in  the  bonds  of  love ; 
Our  white  flag  floats  above, 
Her  emblem  is  the  dove, 
'Tis  thus  we  come. 

2  The  laws  of  christian  light, 
These  are  our  weapons  bright, 

Our  mighty  shield  ; 
Christ  is  our  leader  high, 
And  the  broad  plains  which  lie 
Beneath  the  blessed  sky. 

Our  battle  field. 

3  What  is  that  great  intent, 
On  which  each  heart  is  bent, 

Our  hosts  among? 
It  is  that  hate  may  die, 
That  war's  red  curse  may  fly, 
And  war's  high  praise  for  aye, 

No  more  be  sung. 

4  That  all  the  poor  may  rest, 
Beneath  their  own  vines  blest, 

In  glorious  peace ; 


40  SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE. 

That  death  and  hell  may  yield, 
And  human  hearts,  long  steeled, 
By  love's  pure  drops  unsealed, 
From  warfare  cease. 

5  On,  then,  in  God's  great  name, 
Let  each  pure  spirit's  flame 

Burn  bright  and  clear  ; 
Stand  firmly  in  your  lot, 
Cry  ye  aloud,  doubt  not. 
Be  every  fear  forgot, 

Christ  leads  us  here. 

4-1  7s.  &  6s.  Pratt's  Coll. 

Yarmouth,  Missionary  Hymn. 

The  Song  of  Triumph. 
1  When  shall  the  voice  of  singing 
Flow  joyfully  along  ? 
When  hill  and  valley  ringing 
With  one  triumphant  song. 
Proclaim  the  contest  ended. 

And  him  who  once  was  slain. 
Again  to  earth  descended, 
In  righteousness  to  reign > 


SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE.  41 

2  Then  from  the  craggy  mountain, 

The  sacred  shout  shall  fly ; 
And  shady  vales  and  fountains, 

Shall  echo  the  reply  : 
High  tower  and  lowly  dwelling 

Shall  send  the  chorus  round, 
All  hallelujah  swelling 

In  one  eternal  sound. 

4:2  L.  M.  Whittier. 

Hambxirg,  Bovina. 

Mercy — not  Sacrifice. 

1  O  Thou,  at  whose  rebuke  the  grave 
Back  to  warm  life  the  sleeper  gave, 
Who,  waking  saw  with  joy  above, 

A  brother's  face  of  tenderest  love  : — 

2  Thou  unto  whom  the  blind  and  lame, 
The  sorrowing  and  the  sin-sick  came ; 
The  burden  of  thy  holy  faith 

Was  love  and  life,  not  hate  and  death. 

3  O,  once  again  thy  healing  lay 

On  the  blind  eyes  which  know  thee  not, 


42  SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE. 

And  let  the  light  of  thy  pure  day 
Shine  in  upon  the  darkened  thought. 

4  O,  touch  the  hearts  of  man,  and  show 
The  power  which  in  forbearance  lies ; 
And  let  them  feel  that  mercy  now 
Is  better  than  old  sacrifice. 

43  8s.  &  6s.  E.  D. 

Keyshurg. 

The  Brave. 

1  Are  they  the  brave  who  madly  rush 

To  the  stern  battle  field, 
Resolved  an  enemy  to  crush ; 
To  bid  the  heart's  red  fountain  gush, 

But  not  an  inch  to  yield  ? 

2  The  poet,  with  his  choicest  lays, 

May  weave  for  them  a  crown ; 
And  willing  lips  their  deeds  may  praise, 
And  nations,  shafts  on  high  may  raise, 

To  blazon  their  renown  ; — 


SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE.  43 

3  Yet  are  they  not  the  truly  bold ; 

Fear  arms  them  for  the  fight ; 
A  fear,  unwelcome  truth  to  hold, 
To  strive  with  errors  dark  and  old, 

And  suffer  for  the  Right. 

4  But  they  are  brave  who  nobly  dare 

The  world's  proud  scorn  to  meet ; 
And  lovingly  the  truth  to  bear, 
Through  sin's  broad  empire  every  where, 

In  conquest  or  defeat. 

5  Thus  Jesus,  mid  neglect  and  shame — 

When  round  him  like  a  flood, 
The  waves  of  persecution  came — 
Jehovah's  message  dared  proclaim, 

And  seal  it  with  his  blood. 

44  C.  M.         Book  of  Hymns. 

Peterboro',  Granger. 

National  Sins. 
1  The  land  our  fathers  left  to  us 
Is  foul  with  hateful  sin ; 
When  shall,  O  Lord,  this  sorrow  end 
And  hope  and  joy  begin  ? 


44  SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE. 

2  What  good,  though  growing  might  and  wealtli 

Shall  stretch  from  shore  to  shore, 
If  thus  the  fatal  poison-taint 
Be  only  spread  the  more? 

3  Wipe  out,  O  God,  the  nation's  sin, 

By  thine  eternal  power  ; 
And  build  not  high  our  yearning  hopes, 
To  wither  in  an  hour  ! 

4  No  outward  show,  nor  fancied  strength, 

From  thy  stern  justice  saves ; 
There  is  no  liberty  for  them 

Who  make  their  brethren  slaves. 

45  C.  M.  E.  D. 

Howard,  Dorcas. 

The  liour  of  Preedom. 

1  The  hour  is  hastening  on  apace 

That  breaks  the  bondman's  chain ; 
And,  from  its  dawn  of  holy  light. 
Oppression  shrinks  in  vain. 

2  Amid  thy  dews.  Eternal  Truth  ! 

That  hour,  the  slave  shall  bless; 


SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE.  45 


Amid  thy  bolts,  Eternal  wrath ! 
His  hoarded  wrongs  redress ; 

3  Amid  thy  beams,  Eternal  Love ! 
His  night  of  sorrow  flee  ; 
O,  hasten  on,  Almighty  God, 
That  hour  of  jubilee. 

46  L.  M.  Whittier. 

Hebron,  Noble. 

The  day  of  Pardon. 

1  O,  thou,  whose  presence  went  before 
Our  fathers  in  their  weary  way, 

As  with  thy  chosen  moved  of  yore, 
The  fire  by  night,  the  cloud  by  day  ! 

2  When,  from  each  temple  of  the  free, 
A  nation's  song  ascends  to  heaven, 
Most  holy  father,  unto  thee 

Now  let  our  humble  prayer  be  given. 

3  And  grant,  O  Father,  that  the  time 
Of  earth's  deliverance  may  be  near. 
When  every  land,  and  tongue,  and  clime 
The  message  of  thy  love  shall  hear  ; — 


46  SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE. 

4  When,  smitten  as  with  fire  from  heaven, 
Shall  melt  and  fall  the  captive's  chain ; 
And  burdened  slaves,  their  fetters  riven, 
Shall  stand  redeemed  by  freedom's  reign. 

47  6s.  &  4s.  E.  D. 

America,  Berkly. 

Oiir  Flag. 

1  Our  country's  starry  flag 
Waves  over  SLAVES,  who  drag 

In  pain  and  wo, 
Oppression's  damning  chain ; 
And  blood  was  shed  in  vain, 
On  many  a  hill  and  plain. 

Long  years  ago. 

2  My  countrymen,  beware ! 
Our  fathers'  earnest  prayer 

Was  heard  on  high ; 
When,  with  a  purpose  sealed, 
Strong  in  the  truth,  they  kneeled, 
And  unto  God  appealed 

For  Liberty. 


SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE.  47 

3  Beware  !  for  God  is  just : 
Repent,  redeem  your  trust, 

Unbind  the  chain  : 
Up,  up  for  liberty  ! 
"  Let  the  oppressed  go  free," 
Wash  out,  from  sea  to  sea, 

In  tears,  the  stain. 

4  So  may  our  land  unroll 
Her  flag  from  pole  to  pole, 

From  east  to  west ; 
Sacred  to  truth  and  right  ; 
Bearer  of  peace  and  light  ; 
And,  passed  the  earth's  deep  night, 

Man,  man  be  blest. 

48  8s.  &  5s.  G.  F.  K. 

The  voice  of  Peace. 

1  This  dark  world,  though  full  of  warring, 
Has  an  ear  for  peace ; 
Voices  breathe  through  all  the  jarring, 
Never-more  to  cease, — 


48 


SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE. 


And  the  theme  of  those  sweet  lispers, 

Is  the  love  of  all ; 
Hear  ye  not  their  gentle  whispers 

Soft  as  dew  drops  fall  ? 

2  Nation  soon  shall  talk  with  nation, 

Like  two  fireside  friends, 
When  war's  dreadful  desolation 

And  blind  fury  ends. 
War  is  transient — Peace  remaineth, 

Constant  to  forgive ; 
Man  with  blood  his  hands  now  staineth, 

But  the  truth  shall  live. 

49  E.  D. 

-4i>,— Sparkling  and  bright. 

Song  of  the  Youthful  Leaguers. 

1  With  hearts  that  are  bounding,  and  footsteps  light, 

And  hope  from  each  glad  eye  beaming; 
While  our  hands  bear  weapons  that  flash  on  the  sight 

Far  brighter  than  steel  in  its  gleaming, — 
We  come  mid  the  early  dews  of  youth  : 

A  conquering  banner  waves  o'er  us  ; 
And,  strong  in  the  heaven-wrought  panoply,  Truth, 

We  march  to  the  conflict  before  us. 


SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE.  49 

2  0,  earth  lies  a  niin  !  her  vines  in  the  dust ! 

Her  Eden-fonned  trellis-work  shattered  I 
Her  gi-oves  and  her  temples — her  beauty  and  trust — 

By  the  rough  blast  of  war,  crushed  and  scattered, 
And  man,  who,  anointed  with  poAver  from  above, 

Might  have  blest  it  with  songs  and  with  gladness, 
Has  labored  to  banish  a  heaven  of  love, 

And  usher  in  hell  with  its  madness. 

But  all  is  not  lost !  There  is  one  who  can  bless 

All  the  poor  to  earth's  uttermost  nation  ; 
Who  can  roll  to  the  sad,  toiling  sous  of  distress, 

In  its  fullness,  the  stream  of  salvation. 
Pie  speaks,  and  'tis  done  !     To  the  servants  of  sin, 

Peace,  truth,  and  sweet  freedom  are  given  ; 
Up,  Leaguers,  and  on  !  waver  not, — we  must  win. 

For  we  follow  a  leader  from  heaven. 

S.  M.  G.  K, 

Boylston,  Dennis. 

Peace. 

1  Peace  like  a  river  flows 
From  out  the  throne  of  God, 

The  heavenly  stream  no  limit  knows, 
O'er  all  his  works  abroad. 

2  Haste,  Lord,  the  glorious  day, — 
Assured  by  sovereign  love, — 


50 


50 


SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE. 


When  earth  shall  all  thy  will  obey, 
As  saints  in  heaven  above. 

51  E   D- 

Air^ — National  Gratitude. 

The  Banner  of  Love. 

1  Blessed  be  God !   there's  a  banner  unfurled, 

The  emblem  it  weareth, — the  Dove, — 
Which  will  yet  float  triumphantly  over  the  world, 

For  the  motto  it  beareth  is  love. 
It  shall  never  wave  v/here  cannons  peal, 

Where  revel  hate  and  lust  ; 
Where  men,  impaled  on  burnished  steel, 
In  anguish  "  bite  the  dust." 
But  with  mild,  holy  light, 
On  the  wild,  straining  sight 
Of  the  nations  that  watch  for  the  day, 
It  shall  shine  like  a  star, 
Beaming  hope  from  afar, 
And  chasing  their  darkness  away. 

2  War's  shattered  legions  shall  rally  anew. 

But  not  in  their  martial  array, 


SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE.  51 

As  when  above  them  the  bald  eagle  flew, 
Or  the  lion  growled  fierce  in  the  fray ; 
The  eagle  shall  fold  his  wing  in  death, 

The  lion  shall  sleep  in  his  lair — 
No  sound  of  battle  shall  stir  the  breath 
Of  the  blessed  summer  air, — 
When  sweetly  along, 
Earth  shall  pour  her  glad  song 
To  the  conquering  Prince  of  Peace, 
Whose  kingdom  of  love, 
With  its  olive  and  dove. 
Shall  forever  and  ever  increase. 

52  ^S-    ^    "^S-  BOWRING. 

The  time  for  loving. 

1  Love !  scatter  round  thy  glories  wide. 

On  near  lands  and  on  far  lands ! 
Love's  flowers  spring  up  on  every  side. 
Oh  wreath  them  into  garlands. 

2  From  home  to  home — from  zone  to  zone. 

All  weeds  of  hate  removing ; 


r;? 


SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE. 


The  time — the  time  for  hate  is  gone, 
Now  is  the  time  for  loving. 

3  O'er  roofs  of  peasants — domes  of  kings, 

Be  love  the  guardian  angel ! 

"The  holiest  of  all  holy  things," 

Is  love  and  love's  Evangel ! 

4  Firm  as  a  steadfast  rock  their  throne. 

While  shifting  years  are  moving ; 
The  time — the  time  for  hate  is  gone, 
Now  is  the  time  for  loving. 

53  S.  M.  Fawcett. 

Haverhill,  Grove, 

Felioioship. 

1  Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds 
Our  hearts  in  christian  love ; 

The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above. 

2  Before  our  Father's  throne, 
We  pour  our  ardent  prayers  ; 

Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one, 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 


SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE.  53 

3  When  we  asunder  part ! 

It  gives  us  inward  pain  ; 
But  we  shall  still  be  joined  in  heart 

And  hope  to  meet  again. 

54  ^^-    ^    1^^-  MiLTOxV. 

Syria. 

The  Advent. 

1  No  war  nor  battle  sound 
Was  heard  the  earth  around, 

No  hostile  chiefs  to  furious  combat  ran ; 

But  peaceful  was  the  night 

In  which  the  Prince  of  light, 
His  reign  of  peace  upon  the  earth  began. 

2  No  conqueror's  sword  he  bore, 
Nor  warlike  armor  wore, 

Nor  haughty  passions  roused  to  contest  wild : 

In  peace  and  love  he  came. 

And  gentle  was  his  reign. 
Which  o'er  the  earth  he  spread  by  influence  mild. 

3  Unwilling  kings  obeyed, 

And  sheathed  the  battle  blade, 
And  called  their  bloody  legions  from  the  field ; 


54  SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE. 

In  silent  awe  they  wait, 
And  close  the  warrior's  gate, 
Nor  know  to  whom  their  homage  thus  they  yield. 

4  The  peaceful  conquerer  goes, 

And  triumphs  o'er  his  foes, 
His  weapons  drawn  from  armories  above  : 

Behold,  the  vanquished  sit, 

Submissive  at  his  feet, 
And  strife  and  hate  are  changed  to  peace  and  love. 

55  6s.  &  10s.  E.  D. 

Syria,  Laketon, 

The  Second  Advent. 

1  No  sound  of  deadly  strife, — 
No  murderous  lust  of  life, 

Shall  rend  the  air,  or  fill  the  hearts  of  men ; 

When,  gentle  as  a  dove. 

Omnipotent  in  love. 
The  Prince  of  peace  shall  visit  earth  again. 

2  O  then,  where  war  had  rolled, 
Through  ages  dark  and  old, 

His  surging  billows,  dyed  with  human  gore ; 


SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE.  55 

The  stream  of  God  shall  glide 
To  nations  far  and  wide : 

While  love's  deep  anthem  swells  from  shore  to  shore. 

3  The  inebriate's  fount  of  wo, 
Forever  sealed,  shall  flow 

No  more,  to  desolate  the  homes  of  men, 

The  oppressor's  iron  rod, 

Doomed  by  the  living  God, 
Shall  never  smite  the  plundered  poor  again. 

4  See,  see!  glad  beams  of  light, 
Athwart  sin's  heavy  night, 

Stream  from  the  morning's  widely  opening  gates ; 

All  hail !  the  King  of  kings. 

Abroad  his  banner  flings. 
And  earth  subdued,  his  peaceful  reign  awaits. 

56  ^s-  ^  ''s.  Anon. 

Greenville,  Rhine. 

Charity. 
1  In  the  hour  of  deepest  sorrow, 
In  the  hour  of  deepest  woe, 


56  SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE. 

Wait  not  for  the  coming  morrow — 
To  the  sad  and  suffering  go  ; 

Make  it  thy  sincerest  pleasure 
To  administer  relief — 

Freely  opening  thy  treasure 
To  assuage  a  brother's  grief 

2  Go  and  seek  the  orphan  sighing — 

Seek  the  widow  in  her  tears  ; 
As  on  mercy's  pinions  flying, 

Go — dispel  their  darkest  fears  ; 
Seek  the  stranger,  sad  and  weary, 

Pass  not  on  the  other  side, 
Though  the  task  be  sad  and  dreary, 

Heeding  not  the  scorn  of  pride. 

3  Go,  with  manners  unassuming. 

In  a  meek  and  quiet  way — 
O'er  the  father  ne'er  presuming. 

Though  thy  brother  sadly  stray; 
'Tis  a  Savior's  kind  compassion — 

'Tis  his  righteousness  alone. 
All  unmerited  salvation 

That  around  thy  path  hath  shone. 


SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE.  57 

57  L.  M.  6  lines.  O.  R.  H. 

Bovina  * 

Music. 

1  How  sweetly  music  floats  along 

When  skillful  fingers  touch  the  strincrs  ! 
And  whilst  we  listen  to  the  song, 

It  gives  the  drooping  spirit  wings ; 
But  sweeter  far  are  notes  that  flow 
From  pity's  tongue  to  hearts  of  woe, 

2  Exalted  music  is  the  roar 

Of  ocean  when  the  winds  are  high ; 
We  love  to  linger  on  the  shore 

And  hear  the  mountain  waves  dash  by  ; 
Yet  more  exalted  is  the  strain 
That  strives  to  sooth  the  heart  of  pain. 

3  Each  little  stream  makes  music  sweet, 

By  soft'ning  hand  of  spring  unbound  ; 
And  thousand  little  songsters  meet 

And  warble  forth  a  cheerful  sound ; — » 
More  cheering  is  the  gentle  voice 
That  bids  an  aching  heart  rejoice. 

*  Omit  the  Repeat,  and  close  D.  C, 


58  SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE. 

4  For  higher  joys  thou  mayst  not  rove, 
And  purer  bliss  may  not  be  given, 
Than  to  arise  with  words  of  love 

And  leave  them  with  the  heart  that's  riven  ; 
Then  may  earth's  music  all  combine, 
Nor  raise  a  note  so  sweet  as  thine. 

58  6s.    &    5s.         C.    T.    TORREY. 

Bazetta. 

Oil  land  of  7ny  Fathers  ! 

1  Oh  land  of  my  fathers ! 

The  land  of  my  pride  ! 
Thy  shame  and  thy  weakness, 
Oh  where  wilt  thou  hide  ! 
My  country,  my  country, 

I  weep  over  thee, 
Thou  land  of  the  bond  slave, 
Thou  scorn  of  the  free ! 

2  The  cries  of  the  widow, 

The  sighs  of.  the  weak, 
The  tears  of  the  helpless 
For  vengeance  shall  seek. 


SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE.  59 

My  country,  my  country, 

The  land  of  my  pride, 
The  Judge  of  the  helpless 

How  wilt  thou  abide ! 

Thy  sons  are  in  fetters, 

Their  manhood  is  gone. 
Thy  daughters  in  chains,  curse 
The  hour  they  were  born. 
My  country,  my  country. 
How  mourn  I  for  thee, 
The  day  of  His  Justice, 
Oh  how  wilt  thou  flee  ! 

Thy  Bibles— thy  fetters  ! 

Thy  Sabbaths — thy  whips  ! 
Thy  boastings  of  freedom, 
With  pale,  lying  lips. 

My  country,  my  country, 

Thy  glory  is  gone ; 
True  manhood  abhors  thee, 
Pure  woman  doth  scorn  ! 


60 


SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE. 


5  Oh  land  of  my  fathers, 
How  long  I  for  thee, 
Thy  da»k  sons  and  daughters 
In  freedom  to  see ! 

My  country,  my  country, 

Arise,  and  be  free ! 
Thy  sons,  then,  no  longer 
Sliall  weep  over  thee  ! 

59  8s.  Neal's  Gazette. 

Northampton. 

Cheer  ye  each  other. 

1  O  cheer  ye  each  other  with  words 

Of  gentle  and  pleasing  intent, 
To  strengthen  the  loosening  chords 

Of  life  with  delight  and  content ; 
Yes  cheer  one  another  along 

In  paths  ye  delight  to  pursue — 
A  word  to  dishearten  is  wrong, 

To  those  who  are  striving  to  do. 

2  Speak  cheeringly  unto  the  sad. 

The  wounded  in  heart  and  the  poor — 


SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE.  01 

A  word  of  affection  makes  glad 

And  helps  the  wronged  to  endure.  « 

Disturb  not  the  hope  of  thy  friend, 
If  sorrow  it  maketh  to  flee, 

But  keep  up  the  dream  to  the  end — 
In  joy  let  his  spirit  go  free. 

3  Deal  gently  with  others  that  err — 

'Tis  mercy  that  saveth  the  lost, 
And  all  that  thy  love  may  confer 

Can  never  God's  bounty  exhaust. 
O  cheer  one  another  along, 

And  joy  and  affection  impart — 
Unkindness  of  spirit  is  wrong. 

But  blessed  the  cheerful  in  heart. 

60  8s.  &  5s.  J.  B.  Syme. 

Peace^s  Banner  Song. 
1  Peace  at  last  hath  raised  her  banner 
On  the  land  and  main, 
And  her  hopeful  sons  and  daughters 
Gather  in  her  train. 
6 


62  SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE. 

Fast  they  gather,  fast  they  gather, 

In  each  distant  clime, 
Hailing  every  man  a  brother 

Through  all  coming  time. 
Then  hurrah  for  Peace's  banner, 

Free  from  spot  or  stain ; 
Soon  to  wave  a  sun-burst  over 

All  the  earth  and  main. 

2  There  are  many  banners  waving 

Over  fighting  bands. 
Who  with  brother's  blood  are  laving 

Sorrow-stricken  lands  ; 
But  as  stars,  when  morn  is  breaking. 

Sink  before  the  sun. 
So  these  flags  shall  all  evanish 

In  the  light  of  one. 
Then  hurrah  for  Peace's  banner. 

Free  from  bloody  stain ; 
Mark,  the  sun-beams  weave  its  motto, 

^' Peace  on  earth  shall  reign." 


SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE.  63 

61  C.    M.       D.    C.    COLESWORTIIY. 

Dundee,  Dwight. 

The  Happy  Man. 

1  Within  his  ever  peaceful  breast, 

No  angry  feelings  rise ; 
Contentment  is  his  constant  guest, 
And  every  want  supplies. 

2  If  blest  w^ith  health,  he  daily  gives 

The  needy  at  his  door  ; 
If  poor,  he  thankfully  receives, 
Without  a  grasp  for  more. 

3  While  others  murmur  or  complain. 

With  joy  he  looks  abroad, 
And  in  the  sunshine  and  the  rain. 
Sees  the  kind  hand  of  God. 

In  pleasantness  and  peace  his  days 

Pass  happily  away ; 
Angels  approving  on  him  gaze, 

And  round  his  dwelling  stay. 


64  SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE. 

62  C.  M.  E.  D. 

Fulton,  Brattle  Street. 

*^  He   that  ruleth  his  spirit,  is    better  than  he 
that  taketh  a  city^ — SolomOxN. 

1  Bring  laurel  for  the  victor's  brow, 

That  will  not  fade  away ; 
And  let  the  light  of  jewels  bright, 
Among  the  laurel  play. 

2  Sing  praises  to  the  conqueror  now  ! 

Earth,  the  glad  strain  prolong ! 
God  bless  his  name,  for  whom  we  claim, 
Green  bays,  and  choral  song. 

3  List,  brother  leaguers  !  twine  no  wreath, 

The  hoary  chief  to  crown. 
Whose  ranks  of  steel,  with  iron  peel, 
Tread  a  great  city  down. 

4  No.    Deeds  like  his  shall  be  abhorred 

By  ages  yet  unborn  ; 
And  earth  with  shame  pronounce  his  name, 
Or  cast  it  by  in  scorn. 


SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE.  65 

5  Oh !  better,  mightier  far  is  he, 

Who  rules  in  peace,  within  ; 
Great  is  his  deed,  and  rich  his  meed, — 
The  vanquisher  of  sin. 

6  And  happier  far  than  kings,  are  they 

Who  toil,  with  patient  love, 
To  stanch  the  flow  of  human  wo ; 
For  they  shall  reign  above. 

63  8s  &  7s.  Asa  Fitz. 

Air—"  The  Old  Granite  State." 

Freedom's  glorious  banner. 

1  Strike,  for  Freedom's  glorious  banner, 

Let  its  pinions  wide  extend  ; 
We  are  marching  for  dominion, 
Freedom's  conquests  we'll  defend  ; 
Hurra  !  hurra  !  hurra  !  hurra  ! 
For  freedom's  glorious  day. 

2  Onward  in  the  march  of  ages. 

Freedom  swears  eternal  day  ; 
Now  she  claims  immortal  praises. 
Chains  and  shackles  melt  away ; 
Hurra,  &c. 


66  SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE. 

3  Freedom's  banner,  pure,  unsullied, 

By  the  stains  of  bloody  strife, 
Ne'er  shall  wave  o'er  war's  dominion, 
IjOVc  shall  save  the  brother's  life ; 
Hurra,  &-c. 

4  Soon  shall  dawn  the  glorious  era, 

Man  in  man  a  friend  shall  meet ; 
Blessed,  happy,  peaceful  morning. 
When  her  reign  may  be  complete  ; 
Hurra,  &/C. 

64  C.  M.  Anon. 

Marlow,  Palestrina. 

Brotherly  Love. 

1  Our  God  is  love,  and  all  his  saints 

His  image  bear  below ; 
The  heart  with  love  to  God  inspired, 
With  love  to  man  will  glow. 

2  Teach  us  to  love  each  other,  Lord, 

As  we  are  lov'd  of  thee  ! 
For  none  are  truly  born  of  God, 
Who  live  in  enmity. 


SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE.  67 

3  Heirs  of  the  same  immortal  bliss, 

Our  hopes  and  fears  the  same, 
With  bonds  of  love  our  hearts  unite, 
With  mutual  love  inflame. 

4  So  shall  the  vain,  contentious  world, 

Our  peaceful  lives  approve, 
And  wondering  say,  as  they  of  old, 
"  See  how  these  Christians  love !" 

g5  L.  M.      Mrs.  Sigourney. 

Ward,  Malvern. 

Peace. 

1  "  Peace  "  was  the  song  the  angels  sang 

When  Jesus  sought  this  vale  of  tears ; 
And  sweet  the  heavenly  prelude  rang, 
To  calm  the  watchful  shepherds'  fears. 

2  "  War  "  is  the  word  that  man  hath  spoke. 

Convulsed  by  passions  dark  and  dread  ; 
And  pride  enforced  a  lawless  yoke, 

Even  where  the  Gospel's  banners  spread. 

3  '^  Peace"  was  the  prayer  the  Savior  breathed, 

When  from  our  world  his  steps  withdrew ; 


68  SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE. 

The  gift  he  to  his  friends  bequeathed 
With  Calvary  and  the  cross  in  view. 
4  Redeemer,  with  adoring  love, 

Our  spirits  take  thy  rich  bequest ; 

The  watchword  of  the  host  above, 
The  passport  to  their  realms  of  rest. 

QQ  S.   M.  R.  GiLFILLAN. 

Olmutz,  Lodi. 

So7ig  of  Peace. 

1  Awake  the  song  of  peace, 

Let  nations  join  the  strain  ; 
The  march  of  blood  and  pomp  of  war 

We  will  not  have  again  ! 
Let  fruit-trees  crown  our  fields, 

And  flowers  our  valleys  fair  ; 
And  on  our  mountains  steep,  the  songs 

Of  happy  swains  be  there  ! 

2  Our  maidens  shall  rejoice, 

And  bid  the  timbrel  sound  ; 
Soft  dreams  no  more  shall  broken  be 
With  drums  parading  round ; 


SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE. 


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No  tears  for  lovers  slain, 

From  lovely  eyes  shall  fall ; 
But  music  and  the  dance  shall  come 

In  halcyon  joys  to  all. 

Come,  man,  to  brother  man, 

Come  in  the  bond  of  peace; 
Then  strife  and  war,  with  all  their  train 

Of  dark'ning  woe  shall  cease ; 
Come,  with  that  spirit  free, 

That  art  and  science  give  ; 
Come  with  that  patient  mind  for  truth, 

Seek  it,  and  ye  shall  live. 

The  earth  shall  yield  her  fruit. 

The  seasons  forth  shall  bring ; 
And  summer  fair  shall  pour  her  sweets 

Into  the  lap  of  Spring  : 
While  Autumn,  mellow,  comes 

With  full  and  liberal  hand ; 
And  gladness  then  shall  fill  each  heart 

Through  all  this  happy  land. 


70  SONGS    OF    THE    LEAGUE. 

g*7  L.  M.  SiGOURNEY. 

Missionary  Chant,  Orwell. 

Victory. 

1  Waft  not  to  me  the  blast  of  fame, 

That  swells  the  trump  of  victory  ; 
For  to  my  ear  it  gives  the  name 
Of  slaughter  and  of  misery. 

2  Where  the  sad  widov^r  weeping  stands, 

As  if  her  day  of  hope  was  done  ; 
Where  the  wild  mother  clasps  her  hands, 
And  asks  the  victor  for  her  son ; 

3  Where,  midst  that  desolated  land, 

The  sire,  lamenting  o'er  his  son, 

Extends  his  pale  and  powerless  hand, 

And  finds  its  only  prop  is  gone ; 

4  See,  how  the  bands  of  war  and  woe 

Have  rifled  sweet  domestic  bliss  ; 
And  tell  me  if  your  laurels  grow. 
And  flourish  in  a  soil  like  this. 


INDEX. 

All  men  are  equal  in  their  birth, 

And  is  the  gospel  peace  and  love, 

Are  they  the  brave  who  madly  rush. 

Awake  the  song  of  peace, 

Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 

Behold  the  Prince  of  Peace, 

Blessed  be  God,  there's  a  banner  unfurled 

Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds. 

Bright  was  the  guiding  star  that  led, 

Bring  laurel  for  the  victor's  brow. 

Check  at  their  fountain  head, 

Exert  thy  power— thy  rights  maintain, 

Father  of  mercies,  send  thy  grace, 

Firm  as  is  the  living  rock, 

Great  God,  the  nations  of  the  earth. 

Great  Teacher  sent  from  God,     . 

Hail  to  the  Lord's  anointed, 

Hark  !  'tis  the  prophet  of  the  skies,     . 

Hark  !  the  glad  sound,  the  Savior  comes, 

Happy  is  he  who  fears  the  Lord, 

Hasten  Lord  the  glorious  time,    . 

How  beauteous  are  their  feet. 

How  sweetly  music  floats  along, 

Hush  the  loud  cannon's  roar. 

In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory. 

In  the  hour  of  deepest  sorrow, 

Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun, 

Jesus  his  empire  shall  extend. 

Let  warriors  tremble  when  they  dare 

Lord,  send  thy  word  and  let  it  fly. 

Love,  scatter  round  thy  glories  wide, 

Most  gracious  to  fulfil  thy  word, 

Kot  now  on  Z'on's  height  alone, 


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INDEX. 


Not  with  the  flashing  steel, 

No  war  nor  battle  sound, 

No  sound  of  deadly  strife, 

O  cheer  ye  each  other  with  words, 

O  God,  by  whom  the  seed  is  given, 

O  land  of  my  fathers  ! 

O,  let  thy  peace,  dear  Lord,  that  tames, 

0  Thou,  at  whose  rebuke  the  grave, 

O  Thou,  whose  jbresence  went  before. 

Our  country's  starry  flag,     . 

Our  God  is'love,  and  all  his  saints, 

O'er  the  blue  depths  of  Galilee, 

Peace  at  last  hath  raised  her  banner, 

Peace  like  a  river  flows. 

Peace  was  the  song  the  angels  sang, 

See  from  Zion's  sacred  mountain, 

Strike,  for  freedom's  glorious  banner. 

The  land  our  father's  left  to  us. 

The  hour  is  hastening  on  apace. 

This  dark  world  though  full  of  warrin 

There  is  a  stream  whose  gentle  flow, 

The  beams  that  shine  frofn  Zion's  hill, 

Through  humanity's  broad  heavens, 

To  us  a  child  ot  hope  is  born, 

Upon  the  gospel's  sacred  page,     . 

Waft  not  to  me  the  blast  of  fame. 

Watchman  !  tell  us  of  the  niglit, 

Wal'e,  0  my  soul,  and  hail  the  morn, 

With  hearts  that  are  bounding,  &c. 

Within  his  ever  peaceful  breast. 

When  shall  the  voice  of  singing, 

What  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page, 

We  come  with  joyful  song, 

Who  is  thy  neighbor  ?  he^vvhom  thou, 


Photomount 

Pamphlet 

Binder 

Gaylord  Bros.,  Inc. 

Makers 
Syracuse,  N.  Y 

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